2060 You Have Me!
Mo Lian stood quietly behind her. His heart clenched when he heard her plaintive cries. It was as if her tiny hand was clutching his heart at that moment, and his heart throbbed with pain with her.
"Sometimes, when I look at myself in the mirror. I will be confused because it feels like I am looking at a stranger. I don't want to turn into the kind of person I despise!"
But… a lot of the time, I am simply unable to control my emotions. I only want to be willful this time, this one time! I don't want to be human! I want to be a demon."
I was looking at my hands just now. They're white and clean, with no blemishes at all. But I know, they're not clean in the slightest…"
They're so dirty that I can't turn back at all."
"I…" When Qiao Mu turned around, she saw Mo Lian dart over to her.
He reached out and drew her tightly in his arms.
Qiao Mu breathed in his scent while lying quietly against his chest. For a moment, her eyes were teary, and she had the impulse to vent out her emotions.
She wanted to just wheedle and cry out loud in this person's warm and gentle embrace!
She knew that no matter what undue actions she took, he would be standing by her from beginning to end without question. However, she was unwilling for him to hence bear the sins that originally belonged to her.
If that happened…
Qiaoqiao would feel heartache, would agonize, would despise, and would look down on herself!
Mo Lian stroked the back of her head with his hand as he hugged her tightly. He looked down at her and murmured, "I will only say these words today once. You must remember them always and carve them into your soul. You must not forget them even after a thousand, ten thousand years have passed!"
He brushed past the black hair at her temples with his slender fingers as he gazed at her gently and earnestly.
"I don't care whether you are human or demon. Even if you go to the highest skies! Or the deepest hells! I will accompany you to Heaven and the Underworld! You and I will never part, in this lifetime or any lifetime!"
Qiao Mu gazed blankly at him. For some reason, she couldn't stop her tears from rolling out of her large eyes.
She cried…
Mo Lian's heart twisted into a knot.
If Fan Gu and Fan Qiuhe hadn't died yet, he really wanted to dismember them numerous times before putting them to death….
"You hear that clearly, my Qiaoqiao?" Mo Lian wiped away her tears and pretended to be composed by smiling at her. In reality, his heart was tangled in a knot that he couldn't loosen.
He reached out to surround her completely with his arms. "Qiaoqiao, you have me. Don't think too much! Just go at it without qualms! Do what you think is right. No matter what the result is, there is me to help you resolve things."
"Be willful if that is what you want. Just do what it is you want."
"My Qiaoqiao deserves the best and the most beautiful." He held her petite hand completely in his and murmured, "How is such a pristine hand dirty?"
"It's not one bit dirty."
"In this world, my Qiaoqiao is the most beautiful." He raised her up high and kissed her lips gently. "Don't you say so?"
Qiao Mu's heart was right next to his. She felt her tiny heart beating wildly, as if it were about to jump out of her chest.
Qiao Mu pressed her lips together and nodded repeatedly. "Even if you go to the highest skies! Or the deepest hells! I will also accompany you to Heaven and the Underworld!"
